The continuing saga of the Trivedi Effect took a turn for the worst this am. I woke up with the Sea Org on my mind. Of course having flirted with my Scientologist car mechanic yesterday didn't help keep the old wounds and memories at bay.
But it was worth the return to the prison in the memory to cut out a few more bars.
Still the question remains...do I really want to be friends with any of the people involved with that group?
No. For their sake as well as my own. They will be harassed for knowing me and that is sad. But it is their realty.
Here in the dawn's first light a bit more of truth. I have such a button on discrimination and on people being excluded from having had both those things rammed down my throat by the people in that group.
I had a button on it before. They just made a super fuel explosion of it.
So where there is anger there is also something for you, says Dr. Dain.
So what is there in this for me? asks I.
Time and distance to look again are not a bad thing at all.Mr.Trivedi's list of emotional traumas ain't too shabby a thing to have on hand either.
The Story of MY Life if you want to call it that has been touched with betrayal and betraying. Where these things are, the Inner guidance system has been bleeping and bleeping, but I ignored the warnings. I went into a situation with misgivings or with a harmful intention.
Well, there you have it. Seems so simple just been ruining my life with it.
No biggie, right?
I get Guruji's focus. Hear the Inner GPS or suffer.
Now if I can just find a few more Q-tips to clean out my ears. Use a key from the curtain?
Ouch.
Ex Mea Manua In Tua Manua, Dea Eterna.
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